C15 (1/2)

She calmly sat on the armchair, looked at Su Rong, and said, ”Young Master Su, you have not officially married yet, and your reputations are not proper. It isn't appropriate for you to barge into my room, right?”

When the laughing Su Rong heard Lian Si Yue's words, she couldn't help but be startled. Raising her head to look at her, she realized that the timid Prime Minister's Palace from before had suddenly changed into a completely different person.

What was going on?

Su Rong calmed herself down, and said: ”Isn't that just a matter of time? Since you are already mine, you won't be able to escape even if you want to.”

Lian Si Yue laughed lightly, and glanced at him shyly, then said softly: ”Since that's the case, then why must Young Master Su be so anxious? ”Just wait a few more days …” In her previous life, whenever she met Su Rong in the Su Family, she was always afraid, hiding, secretly hiding, and crying. She had never taken the initiative to attack, but now, she wanted to turn the tides and control Su Rong, and then wait for the best time to make him suffer a fate worse than death!

As expected, her charming eyes made Su Rong's heart soften. He almost drooled as she hurriedly said, ”Good, good, good. You should have been like this earlier.

”Then can Young Master Su do me a favor?”

”Go ahead.” Su Rong looked at her in fascination.

Lian Si Yue took out a brush, ink and paper, and said, ”I want to give Young Master Su a balsam, and stitch a poem on it. What poem do you want to embroider? Lian Si Yue paused for a moment, her face flushed red, ”Love Poem.”

”Love poem?” Su Rong did not doubt him. Her eyes lit up, she picked up her brush and dipped it in ink, ”Alright, alright, alright, I'll write a line of 'Lovers become two nights, with a tree of pear blossoms suppressing the Begonia'.”

Lian Si Yue saw that he was writing poems excitedly, and her eyes revealed a cold light.